Wolfy and Langa wandered around for a while. There was nothing around that gave the cougar's scent away, but it was hidden somewhere near camp...closer than what they thought. They had gone far away, now, near the river stream, leaving everyone behind.
Anaka sat, deafeated and bored. This was going to be a long day. There was no one around.
(haha)




no one understands what Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is. Unless you have it yourself.




